God chose this past week to really work on my heart. We had been visiting different ministries for a few days, and then the trip to Roatan was 14 hours. I was exhausted. This week was my breaking point. The weight of everything we had seen and done throughout the past 5 weeks just came crashing in on me. I was all of a sudden just spent. Physically, emotionally, spiritually, God used this week of travel to show me just how much I need him.  We always talk about needing The Lord. "God, give me strength for this or that" or "Lord, just get me through this", as if...

On Wednesday during our time at La Kennedy, I asked God to show me “the one person” that He wants me to meet. As soon as I silently prayed that, a girl that I had never seen before in LK was sitting down by herself, not eating, but getting high on paint thinner. I sat down next to her and asked her some basic questions — her name is Sarah, she is 15, has 8 brothers and sisters and lives a short bus ride away from LK. I could tell she wasn’t open to much conversation, and I asked God, What do you want me to say to her? He responded: I don’t want you to say...

  "She is clothed with strength and dignity, she laughs without fear of the future. She speaks with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on her tongue… Charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting, but a woman who fears The Lord is to be praised." Proverbs 31:25-26, 30   I have never been one to call myself graceful. I am probably the opposite of graceful, especially physically. I can't catch a frisbe or hop a fence, and I certainly am lacking in typical dance skills. I sound like a mouse on the phone yet it is common for me to make noises like a pregnant...

There is nothing I enjoy more than yelling GOAAAAAAL in a street soccer game. Except maybe seeing 7 year old William slide across the field on his knees and yell goal when we make one too.  This week has been awesome yet completely ordinary. It hit me hard when I took note of the date realizing my time here is halfway up. Every minute has become so much more valuable especially knowing we'll be traveling around a little this month therefore missing out on time with the kids here.  In the morning, after teaching the 6th grade class at the neighboring school I used to come back...

It's been ringing through my head throughout this whole week. The amount of grace God has bestowed upon me to not only assimilate to the culture, but jump out of my comfort zones while living in Honduras is truly amazing.  Living in Honduras I am… 1) scaling mountains 2) eating rice and beans everyday 3) playing street soccer 4) rock climbing in river canyons 5) swinging from trees 6) sleeping in a tent 7) cooking Honduran meals 8) teaching English in a Honduran public school 9) washing clothes by hand  10) dodging larger-than-life water spiders Things that would...

The government everywhere is different… Very different. So here, seeing guys decked out with riffles outside of king lee's china palace isn't out of the ordinary, simply just something to get used to. & Being patted down by a fully equipped guard before entering the bank is becoming a little less scary and a little more comical. But I can't say a truck of 15 policia, ready and gunned pulling into our yard on Tuesday was exactly comforting.  Casually working on the front garden with Olivia I turned around when a car pulled in. Both our mouths dropped when we turned...